Lovesong.

Love... It hurts. It claws deep into your soul and rips out the sorrow you never knew was there. It makes people, and it breaks people. It never dies... We always try to find it, but it hides well. We think we find it, then it turns around and rips into our souls once more... It's the passion we all crave, but it will always bring remorse. In the end, it's just not worth it to fight for what you think is right. Love... I'd rather die than suffer in its tight clench once more...